All Tea and No Coffee Makes Lydia a Sleepy Girl

Kelly and I are having another one of our bets. (The prize: honour, as usually.) He casually challenged me to go the month of December drinking no coffee. He, in exchange, would drink no pop. I agreed with equal casualness. "I'm not hooked on coffee!", I thought. "I like the ritual, and I like to go out for a good coffee on the weekend, but I don't need it to get by. Anyway, I've been really getting my tea on with sweet milky Earl Grey, so no big deal, am I right?" HA HA HA. Maybe I should stop watching so much House and get to sleep earlier, because tea is just not cutting it in the mornings, as delightful and un-stomach-disturbing as it is.

Pop, on the other hand, is something I can easily imagine going a year without drinking and it seems strange to me that Kelly is struggling with it. But I guess that's why he's the one not drinking it and not me. It's not much of a bet to say you won't have something you don't care for.